Mama said they make me nicer

A Weekend With the Gardeners

One is not done growing or grown “up” when she leaves Wesleyan College as a young woman. When she returns “home,” Wesleyan and all her sisters will continue to feed her soul and empower her to bloom and to continue becoming more–more of whom she was created to be–with love, laughter, and shared stories. Tonight I am thankful for those gardeners who came into my life almost 29 years ago.

I love you, and I treasure you–your laughter, your hugs, your compassion, your frivolity, and your hearts. I love that the women whom I started growing up with will snap pictures of you up to mischief one minute and then help you put things right in another. They laugh over silly and joyful things, they tear up over injustices and hurt, they stand together and are strong.

May you each find yourself blessed with a charming gardener. It’s planting season, y’all. Let’s go love on some folks and grow some blooms.